"echanted" poems
He pulled up on me driving smooth and looking nice, although this was my first time observing him i felt as though ive known him all my life, my mother told him to keep on going because i was too young, But i told him to STOP! Because i knew he was the one, my family went against it but i didnt give a **** because all their words did was push me to Belive in him, he drove me out to the nicest places, with him i learned many new things and met new faces,fun was the name of the game, he was a echanted love and life would never be the same, i believed in him with my soul he was my lost and found treasure of gold, i looked at him and in my heart i knew that this love would never turn cold, for it would stay hot like burning rocks from a volcano arrupting, the salava melts our hearts as the cool rain from the sky keeps our love flowing, we Land on a log that moves down the river stream, theres no one else we can see baby its just you and me, i smile as he grab my hand, from this point on i will living to Belive in my man.
Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 10:43 AM UTC
Through Nineva's ever rollin' hills
Over meadows of verdant green
Well watered by eternal nectar rills
There we must away with eyes keen.
Yonder woods shadowy and wide,
Motionless since days began,
As swift as falls rain there we ride
And seek our stolen gold while we can.
Though mighty stars, moon and sun,
Upon heaven's ever stonking bay
Might all cease to shine and burn,
There we must away ere break of day.
Yonder vale, yonder hills, yonder briars,
Yonder chasms dim and deep we ride,
Past thorny thickets, through beast's liars,
There our chariots ride as swift as a tide,
With our swords sharp as the sun's rays
To seek our gold from enchanted hoards
Where creatures lament sweet olden days
Long before cloven with magical swords
By dwarf lords in eternal halls of stone
That upon 'em casted mighty spells
Sharper than sunbeams that ever shone,
There we must away ere our bell knells.
Through Nineva's ever rollin' hills
Past meadows of verdant green
Well watered by eternal nectar rills,
There we must away with eyes keen.
Yonder woods shadowy and wide,
Motionless since days began,
As swift as falls rain there we ride
And seek our stolen gold while we can.
Beneath many a galloping stream
That forevermore never find the sea,
For there things ain't what they seem
By day or by night unto the naked eye.
There we must ride past mountains high
Twixt darkling woods cold and old,
As swift as a wind beneath the night sky
And seek our long stolen harps of gold
Despite there all woods have eyes
For the dwarf Lord upon his throne
That evemore beams than starry skies
There we ride and seek our golden crown
In a realm where fairly shone forever
In days long dead and burried in time,
But though sun, moon & stars shine never
There we must away from clime to clime
Through Nineva's ever rollin' hills
Past meadows of verdant green
Well watered by eternal nectar rills,
There we must away with eyes keen.
Yonder woods shadowy and wide,
Motionless since days began,
As swift as falls rain there we ride
And seek our stolen gold while we can.
©Kikodinho Edward Alexandros,
Los Angeles, U.SA. 07/30th/2019.
Jul 30, 2019
Jul 30, 2019 at 10:22 AM UTC